Chapter 1206 Close at Hand

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"Did you find anything?"

After Hykezord walked out of the Distortion Gate, an promoted adjutant came forward and asked.

"No..." It opened its palm and looked at it for a while, "Maybe the eye guard felt wrong."

"This is not a rare situation. You can rest in the Mayfly Pond and ask your subordinates to guard you." The adjutant paused, "That...Ms. Vakiris often soaks in the pond. I think this ...It would be nice for you to relax once in a while.”

Not a bad suggestion. He just wants to soak in the pool if he has nothing to do, close his eyes and feel the mystery and vastness of the consciousness world. The problem is that once there is a problem with the Western Front plan, Wang will not blame the nightmare, but will only pour all his anger on himself.

The Lord of the Sky was silent for a moment, "For you, it is still too difficult to connect the four eye guards at the same time. And now that the plan has reached the most critical moment, it is better for me to take control personally. This is the last resort on the Western Front station, we must not disappoint the king again."

As soon as the king was mentioned, the adjutant's expression immediately became solemn, "You are right! My subordinates have become lax!"

No, the only one who is lax is the one who spends all day soaking in the pool.

Hykezord thought to himself expressionlessly.

Ever since Ersluk encountered human resistance in Taqila and this place became the focus of the Western Front plan, it can be said that it has done its best and put in all the effort. Just for the precious eye guards, four of them were plucked from the front line in a trick to ensure that no matter which direction the enemy came from, they could be sensed immediately.

As the most keen observer, the Thousand Eyes of the Eye Guard will not be limited by size, distance and light. As long as someone sees it, regardless of whether it is invisible or separated by many barriers, it will be instantly exposed to the consciousness of the Eye Guard. . And the tribesmen connected to it can also detect it immediately.

Since this process is extremely energy-consuming, generally speaking, only those who become promoted are eligible to connect with the Eye Guard. But even so, the world observed by the Eye Guard is also extremely complicated. If he accepts it all, he can basically just stand there and can't do anything. Therefore, the Eye Guard will conduct a preliminary screening in advance and evaluate each creature that sees it. Only those targets that are clearly threatening or have abnormal behavior will be submitted to the Connector.

What Hackzord felt just now was the latter.

But as the adjutant said, it is not uncommon for eye guards to issue false alarms. After all, the behavior of living creatures is bizarre and difficult to understand. For example, there are unfathomable people like Wang and people like Mask in the group. Freak. It is normal for eye guards who lack the ability to think systematically to be unable to distinguish one by one - in order to accommodate the pile of eyes covering their heads, they have sacrificed too much elsewhere. So much so that even though he has magical powers, no one of the Eye Guards has been promoted to the rank of king in thousands of years.

Of course, this does not prevent them from belonging to an extremely rare category in the entire group, and their larval birth rate is only higher than that of hatchers and soul mothers.

After putting the matter aside for the time being, the Lord of the Sky changed the topic, "How is the recovery work of the Tower of Birth completed?"

"The construction part has been completed and everything is going well so far."

"Very well, let me go on a patrol."

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Affected by the Stone of God's Punishment, it cannot go directly to the bottom of the valley and can only walk down the long staircase step by step.

As the height continued to drop, the surrounding vision turned scarlet--that was caused by the mayflies of life floating in the air. The towering cliffs formed a natural container. As long as supplies were continuously injected, the mayflies could easily accumulate. After more than half a year of transformation, the fog concentration in the lower half of the Rift Valley is close to urban levels, enough to support tens of thousands of newborns.

But this is by no means Hackzord’s ultimate goal.

Only by erecting the Tower of Birth on the sacred stone veins can the tribe get rid of the restrictions of transportation, obtain a steady stream of supplements, and truly establish a foothold here.

When it went down to the bottom, the blue-purple cold light replaced the sun, and under the reflection of the God's Punishment Stone Pillar, a majestic stone tower suddenly appeared in front of it.

Even Hackzord felt a bit of shock from the bottom of his heart.

"No matter how many times I see it, I still find it a bit unbelievable," the adjutant sighed. "Originally, our clan only had the opportunity to witness its birth on the day when the source of magic came."

"Indeed, but now is no longer the time for the second battle of divine will." Hykezord nodded.

That's right, this is a Tower of Birth that could not have appeared here - it did not grow from the divine stone veins, but was a mature entity. Although it now has to rely on the huge tower base to stay upright, and the gray-brown mottled tower body seems to be dead, Hykezord knows that this is only temporary. When the time is right, it can rely on the Mother of Souls to reconnect with the tower. Mineral veins are connected together.

This is the evolution they gained from the inheritance fragments - in the past four hundred years, the tribe has undergone earth-shaking changes in both their understanding of magic and their application of magic stones. The most significant of them is their step-by-step efforts to get rid of the restrictions on life.

But there is one thing it has not said, that is, humans seem to be the same way.

Walking into the base of the tower, the Lord of the Sky saw the Mother of Souls who was sleeping.

It is the source of everything and the most important individual in the ethnic group. Only when the will of God appears and the magic power in heaven and earth is the most abundant, will it mature and be completely integrated with the God's Punishment Stone. It will then take several years to transform the veins from stone pillars into towers, and use magic to breed life ephemera that can cover the sky and the sun.

When the new technology is realized, this long process no longer exists. A tower of birth that can be quickly put into use means that the tribe's preparation time will be greatly shortened. As long as there are sufficient resources, they can even use floating as a weapon. , quickly transform the enemy's territory into your own habitat.

Around the mother of souls, there are nearly a hundred non-demon inferior beings busy. They carefully take care of the mother body and are responsible for cleaning and providing providers. And at the bottom of the entire Great Rift Valley, there are thousands of such inferior bodies - through the window at the base of the tower, Hackzord overlooked an extremely busy scene: the primary bodies and tombstones were digging passages and carrying supplies. The Ascended Ones flew around on Boglewings, delivering instructions. In the center of the rift, there stood a row of Mask's newly cultivated symbiotes. As soon as the order was given, this group of powerful war machines would swarm towards the enemy like a tide. For a moment, it created the illusion that this was the front line of a war.

But that's not wrong. Hackzord thought that if the mainland's defense line collapsed, their future would be bleak. Similarly, if they could not defeat and devour humans here, the future of the tribe would not be bright either.

It must win this war for the king!